Tag #109704 - Interview #78228 (Leon Glazer)

I remember my bar mitzvah. I learned a text in Hebrew, a fragment of which I was to read out during the celebrations in the synagogue. I had a teacher at home who taught me, because I didn't know Hebrew, and still don't, unlike my grandchildren. I learned it by heart. Literally. I didn't even know what I was reading from the Torah. The teacher told me something or other, translated it, but I don't remember what any more. Presumably it went well. I remember getting up, reading that fragment of the Torah, and that's all. And afterwards for a few days I put those straps [tefillin] on every day, but after that I stopped, because it bored me. I didn't go back to it again.